So if you look at the map of the US, there are some rather big holes. See, California is too big to not live there. I like the New York sounding one, but you have already been to Penn, so I'm sorry but that is just not going to work out. So here are the places I'm thinking- Alaska, Washington State, California, North/South Dakota, Maine, or my personal favorite Hawaii.
Let me know how it turns out.
Mom, I'm glad you got a pedicure. I've never had them professionally done, but my friend and I played around with a DYI kit. I think I'm going to need one when I get back. My feet look so gross. The callouses are growing exponentially, and I have no time to deal with them. I pretty much don't feel pretty ever. I wear my hair back in a pony tail everyday because the sweat is just too much to deal with my hair down. Then there is the helmet, which destroys any cute way of wearing your hair up. Maybe in the winter I'll wear my hair down.
We'll see. Oh, and I got a picture for you of me on my bike. So the other day we were coming home from the end of our area to the west, which is up and down some pretty impressive hills. Fukuoka means happy hills, and now I can kinda see why. So we're on our way home and we see the lightning coming from the direction we're going. We all stop, and try to cover our bags in our basket with our rain covers, for preparation. But we said shoganai, which means there's nothing we can really do about it, so we continued our trek home.
About 20 minutes from our apartment it started pouring down. The rain hurt when it hit my arm. It was almost like hail. And for the first time since coming to Japan, I was cold. My body wasn't quite sure how to deal with it. Haha. I was soaked through, and so my was bag.
See, our bike basket covers came from the dollar store... so they only work for minor downpours. When you're riding your bike home in the river of a sidewalk, there is no way to keep anything dry. So you may be asking yourself why we didn't stop. Well, see, where would we have stopped? We were soaked through, and we knew that no business would want us to come in dripping on their floor, so our only safe haven was our apartment. There was one time when it was raining so hard that I couldn't really see. It was messing up my contacts!
But we made it home. Then we took some pictures. So I got a picture of me on my bike... soaking wet. The blotches across the picture is the flash coming off the rain. I think it's pretty impressive.
I've learned a certain way to get on my bike with a skirt. It involves pushing yourself with your left foot on the pedal, then getting speed, then gracefully bringing your right foot over your bike seat. It is the only modest way to get on your bike with a skirt. And I would like to say I've mastered it. Oh, and the picture is of my new bike. It works very well, and my brakes don't break everyday (pun intended).
When I dry off, I'll try to take another picture of me on my bike.
This week at the church we had an activity where everyone came to clean the church (this was a hardcore cleaning) then we had somen after. Somen are a special kind of Japanese noodle. But since this was a fun church activity, we sent the somen, and random vegetables, down this bamboo thing cut in half. We ran a hose down from the top so the somen were floating down. Then everyone has their bowl with the sauce, and their chopsticks. Then you have to be fast with your chopsticks and pick up the noodles and get them into your bowl. Yep.
It's hard to explain so I've attached some pictures.
It's fun to watch hungry kids fight for their food. There is a strainer at the bottom to catch all the stuff no one got, and bring it back to the top and send it back down. It was way fun. I see a future Japanese culture night ward activity in my future. In the picture you'll see a little kid that doesn't look Japanese. There is an American family in our ward who adopted their children. They have 1 American boy, two Japanese girls, and a little black boy. They're way cute.
Well, nothing else exciting happened this week that I can think of right now. But today we're going on a trip to Costco! Yeah! I'm way excited. The stake president and his wife are taking us. My goal is to find a small dendo (that's Japanese for missionary work) bag so I don't have to carry everything around with me all the time. My back can't handle it.
Please don't forget the sunscreen. I'm nearing the end! And I enjoyed the picture of the two stags.
Love,
Your favorite daughter
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